Over the course of several days, fleets of fishmen and orcs competed fiercely in the offshore zone.

The fishmen continued to attack the patrol fleet, and the guarded orcs kept the ship at full speed, but all but a few ships were sunk. The next day, the orcs sent a large number of patrol ships, and even many large sailing ships, but the fishmen were always diving into the depths, waiting for an opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the fleet.

When the fish-man encounters the main fleet, he destroys a few or a dozen ships and dives into the deep sea, and when the fleet is small, he will destroy the fleet with lightning speed, and when the large force arrives, the fleet as a decoy has sunk into the sea.

In the next few days, the orcs thought of various methods, such as placing mines, poisoning, blade nets, and spearguns, but they achieved certain results, but as the battle continued, the fishmen continued to advance, and the orcs' resistance became more and more powerless.

The average rank of the fish-people became the third order, and some fish-people even broke through to the fourth order. But these fishmen also sent them to kill a lot of orcs The sense of advancement has also become weak, unless they kill some powerful fourth-order will they have a slight understanding.

In the past few days, some high-ranking officers such as Caitlin and the Blackhorns have been idle and bored to watch the battle on Brad's huge ship, and everyone will feel sick to their stomachs whenever they see the bloody scene of stumps and broken arms on the sea, while Brad and Aurelias continue to drink and laugh unaffected, and even watch the tragic fight and dine.

It was only at this time that Lace and Blackhorn of Bled really recognized the lord, and couldn't help but think that it was no wonder that a human had such a good time with an elf, it turned out to be a similar smell.

Compared with Brad's ease in this regard, the orcs in Minahil Harbor were very annoyed, and every time they fought with the fishmen in the past few days, they suffered huge losses but few pitiful gains.

Talon Bloodseeker is a powerful warlock under Gul'dan who serves under the Shadow Council. Later, Gul'dan pumped his soul and let him enter the body of a powerful human to become the first Death Knight.

After Gul'dan fell asleep due to an ancient summoning, Orgrim Doomhammer took the opportunity to kill the puppet chieftain Blackhan Black Hand and seize the position of the Grand Chief of the Tribe.

Orgrim did not disappoint the tribe either, and soon after, the human royal city was reduced to ruins, and later even more victorious, with the orcs sweeping through Kazmodan, and the dwarven kingdom had to retreat to Ironforge to protect itself. After arriving at the wetlands, the Bloodfiend was ordered by Orgrim to lead the Western Route Army to occupy the port of Minethil and build ships with all his might, in an effort to cross the sea and kill the Lordaeron as soon as possible.

Orcs are not good at naval warfare, and they have been training in the coastal sea for several months, but they have barely trained a group of crews and sailors, but when it comes to combat power, they are far from land. The Blood Demon was not worried, because the number of orcs was too large, and he believed that the number of orcs alone could completely crush the weak humans in the north.

However, in the past few days, the damned fish-men have repeatedly attacked the patrol fleet, causing a lot of casualties, and in his cognition, it is cheaper not to destroy them, and these weak and uncivilized races should bow down to the powerful tribes. As the fleet continued to attack, he sent a large number of troops to slaughter the fish-man tribe near the port of Minethil.

However, something unexpected happened to him, a large number of fish-people gathered, and the number was simply incalculable. Convoys from wetlands were cut off.

In the evening, endless fish-men poured out from Baladine Bay in the north, Blackwater Marshes in the east, Minahir Bay in the south, and the Endless Sea in the west, and began to storm the harbor in a frenzy without warning.

Bloodfiend is furious and randomly dispatches a legion to fight the fishmen.

Fish-people are no match for orcs on land, but they don't know what kind of madness the fish-people are doing, and they don't care about casualties at all, they just go crazy and have to step on the corpses of their clansmen to charge and charge again. Even in the face of the orcs' strength, the sea of fishmen began to fall continuously.

Of course, the orcs who drank the blood of the demons were not afraid of death and blood, but were even more excited and bloodthirsty by the endless blood light, and the two madmen who did not want to die fought cruelly, and the blood suddenly stained the coast red.

Seeing through the map of the port of Minethil opened up by Skakill's men, the great battle has begun, Brad also ordered: "Take your places, the first target is the assembled orc patrol fleet." ”

After a few days of fish-man raids, the map of the offshore area of Minahir Harbor had already been developed, and under the guidance of the map, there was no worry about finding a patrol fleet.

At this time, the patrol fleet was nearly 500 ships, 100 large sailing ships, and the rest were medium-sized clippers. Due to time constraints, there was a serious shortage of weapons at long ranges. They had no artillery skills, so a small number of trebuchets were installed on large ships, and crossbows were installed on medium ships.

The port of Minahir was attacked, and the patrol was supposed to return to help, but suddenly received an order not to need assistance, so they were allowed to continue patrolling, and reported as soon as they found traces of humans.

Whining......

Hearing the sound of the horn on the lookout, all the orcs were ready for battle in an instant. In a moment, all the orcs saw a fleet smaller than them heading towards them at a rapid pace.

"Tear them apart for me." The commander of the orcs issued the order.

The Commander's roar represents the voice of all the orcs, who are outnumbered and dare to attack, come on, our weapons are hungry and thirsty.

The large ships of the Jasper Lord's fleet are armed with oversized guns in the dwarf style, while the medium ships are small mortars in the Goblin style. According to Brad's wishes, a layer of iron was inlaid into the hull, but due to the time constraints, it was not possible, and only the large pirate ship that had been looted earlier was armed to the teeth, and became the ships of Brad, Aurelia and Skakiel respectively.

Brad stood on the deck and shouted to Skakill on the other ship, "Skakill, it's up to you to put on a show." ”

"Great host, I will not let you down." Skakill trembled with excitement, for the first time he felt the glory of the utmost place.

"Air units rise into the air, attack. When the artillery is ready to get close, it will automatically fire, and the fishman will be prepared, and when it gets close to the opponent, it will quickly go into the sea. The standard-bearer who received the order immediately spread the order out of the air.

Shouts rang out from the random ships, and more than four hundred flashing lightning eagles took off into the air with two riders. At the same time, the roar of machinery was heard, and nearly five hundred fighters also took to the air and rushed towards the orc fleet......

(I just looked at the 24 now, to 15 plus one more.) This should not be difficult, and then add a change after entering the home page, and add a change for each more person on the home page after the most. Dude, the big war is about to start, and I beg for a good fight. I hope to show my face on the front page before the list, please. ）